"Do they make books of those? That actually sounds useful."

Wrath can read pretty well now, but he's still not really the type to pore over tomes the same way, say, Lust does. He had never taken part in the more educational duties the Homunculi traditionally performed-- he was more the rabid wolverine that they pointed at people who needed to stop being alive like, right now.

"I like names to be accurate. Like mine." He's a little more talkative than he's been around Henry in the past-- standing in the liminal space of a department store elevator has weird effects like that. "My name is very informative. Yours isn't, really. But that's not your fault. Your mommy probably gave it to you, and humans are really terrible at naming things, as a general rule."